The Girl From Ipanema

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Is when she passes goes, "Ah"

When she passes it's like a samba
That swings so sweet and swings so gently
That when she passes
Is when she passes goes, "Ah"

Ah, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, she smiles
But she doesn't see

Tall and tan and young and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes
Is when she passes goes, "Ah"

When she passes it's like a samba
That swings so sweet and swings so gently
That when she passes
Is when she passes goes, "Ah"

Ah, but I watch her so sadly
How can I tell her I love her?
Yes, I would give my heart gladly
But each day, when she walks to the sea
She looks straight ahead, not at me

Tall, and tan, and young, and lovely
The girl from Ipanema goes walking
And when she passes, she smiles
But she doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see
She just doesn't see